Tulips

I’ve decided to keep my poem & night devotion book in office, then I can read a poem a day n do the night devotion during OT, smart.. =P

realized that I spent too much time in office, really need to enjoy while i’m here.

Today’s poem is really beautiful… =)

Tulips

May our failed hopes rise like tulips

Out of the cold ground,

And, when we look around,

There our satin bowls are, chocolates,

And swaying, velvety clarets, aglow

With memories of help we thought would

Appear and beliefs we watered.

And we do have something to show,

goblet-like reminders of our stubborn

labors – or we don’t, and refuse

odorless flowers and choose

to live without consolation.

Mark Halperin

First published in River Styx, issue 61, 2001

dream.